Having thought of sending someone to report the news, Otto decided to act immediately.
On a piece of snow, all the deer were tied by their necks, and they couldn't wait to eat the dead grass under the snow.
After Otto and his party set up the camping tent, they quickly gathered together to talk about the next step.
The atmosphere in the crowd was very urgent to go home. Everyone was eager to lie down in a comfortable home as soon as possible, and also complained that they had too many things to carry around.
Many people are curious about how the deer herders manage hundreds of reindeer with only 19 people.
Hallo Zuosen also raised questions: "Chief, our current situation is very bad, deers die on the road every day! Maybe you can ask the girl what we can do to prevent deer from dying. "
"She couldn't understand us, and we couldn't get any answers." Otto looked regretful about this.
"In this case, leader, your plan may fail."
"If so, it is fate. Although the deer is dead, the most precious deer skin is still there. Yes, we didn't lose too much. Anyway, it's best if the deer can be reared and reproduced after they return. If not, it will end up being skinned and eaten. But now our problem is that there are too many goods, and we are outside. The time is too long, we must send a group of people back to report the news early."
Otto said, he looked at the people gathered on the left and right, and muttered something to Harold Zuosen alone.
He asked loudly at the top of his voice: "I need some people to go back early, as quickly as possible, to tell everyone that we are back. Is anyone willing? Come and fight in front of me!"
There was a lively discussion, and ten people stood up.
They were willing to go back and report the news, but they put forward two conditions.
First, ensure their belongings so that you can travel lightly. Second, action needs to be rewarded.
Otto didn’t think much about it, because he was indeed wealthy to a certain extent.
"Okay! Let the ten of you go, blown by the north wind, you can glide quickly on the frozen sea, and you may glide home in one day. I have a lot of rewards for you, everyone's reward It’s a deerskin.”
Otto had nearly seventy deer to death from exhaustion and starvation because he did get so much fresh deerskin. His personal sled could no longer hold so much cargo, so many of his cronies were helping him escort it.
The standard price of each piece of deer skin is a good-quality silver coin. It can be cut and sewn into a close-fitting leather jacket and trousers. The scraps can also be made into furs and gloves. The skin on the deer's hind legs can be cut. That would make great boots.
A piece of deerskin has such excellent value. Wearing clothes cut from it, the Russians can withstand the Arctic cold wind very well.
The people who go back to report the news are happy. They all know that the leader never eats salt. A short report can get a heavy reward. Why not?
This night, after a short sleep, the ten people finished eating the fresh braised pork, stuffed a piece of dark dried meat into their cross-body leather bags, and took their skis and Ski poles (just two relatively strong straight wooden sticks), step on the ice again, and move forward at high speed on the frozen sea under the illumination of stars, moonlight, and even the Northern Lights.
Here Harold Johnson volunteered to be the leader of the messenger.
Hello Johnson is definitely not eager to get a reward of a deerskin. What is a mere deerskin?
This smart man plans to show himself more in front of the leader and prove his lifelong brotherhood with Otto.
His motive for doing this was also for his son Kanuf.
The young Kanuf really gained a lot of knowledge after a long journey on his back, and this child also frequently appeared in front of the leader.
Because of Kanuf, this child is already Rurik's best friend, or rather a subordinate.
The north wind howled across the smooth ice, and ten sled riders were moving at high speed.
The leader Harozov felt that he really only needed one day to fight his way back to Rossburg, because he felt that when the weather got warmer, the fastest speed of a long ship would be almost the same as his own skating.
They were indeed very fast, so soon after the short daylight ended, Harozov suddenly noticed a strange sight on the ice in the distance.
The keen hunter became nervous, and Harozov temporarily stopped all actions.
"What's going on? Harold Zosen? Did the stars fall to the ice?"
Harold Zosen guessed: "No! It's definitely a bonfire, Harlangen There are people! No! They are camping on the ice."
"They may not be enemies. Our people!"
"That's right! We are looking for them, and they are also looking for us."
Others made similar speculations, and Haro Zuosen also thought about it. He believed this to be true, but he was also very worried about the potential danger. After all, for a good hunter, staying vigilant is the key to preventing himself from falling from being a hunter to becoming a prey.
"Brothers, do you have the guts to come with me?"
"Yes!" everyone said in unison.
"We act now and grab our axes. Although we all believe that it is our family, we cannot take it lightly. You know, when the bay freezes, the Finns in the east may Come for a sneak attack."
"The Finns are just a little better than the deer farmers. They are also a bunch of idiots who use stones as weapons!" said an old guy with a beard. Laughing wildly.
Following this laughter, Harold Zuosen also laughed: "It's true. Since ancient times, they can only surrender in front of us, obediently send gifts and pray for our blessings.forgive. When will those weaklings dare to cross the sea to attack us. Come on, brothers, let me see who is at the bonfire over there. Well, let's put on our chain mail just in case. "
It never hurts to be more cautious. This is why after the Ross tribe fought with the Danes and Gotlanders, their casualties were always less than those of Houzu.
Hallo Zuosen and others Not only did they take out the chain mail from the small sled behind them and put it on their leather jackets, but they also tied their bucklers to their left arms.
Some even took off their warm fox furs. They put on their own bronze helmets!
After some actions, they seemed to be going to rob those ice campers.
Ten bold Vikings. The soldiers began to take action, showing off the strong defense brought by these armors. They were indeed confident in any fight.
On the ice field, ten fully armed men marched towards the bonfire.
Such an arrogant move was naturally noticed by the people who had not yet rested.
In an instant, the team heading north to find their families became nervous, and some people were beating the thickened copper-covered circles frantically. Shield.
The two groups of each other are warriors of the Ross tribe. They behave in exactly the same way. For example, they always carry their chain mail and shields and battle axes, so that they can always cope with it. A sudden battle.
Rurik woke up suddenly. He got out of the tent and saw the chaos in the entire camp.
He was even more shocked to see his mother's dignity under the moonlight.
“Child, you have to hide! Maybe the Finns are attacking us and we have to fight them back! ”
“Finns? Aren't they weak? ! ”
“I don’t know this! "Niya stopped talking nonsense. She pushed hard and stuffed young Rurik back into the tent.
Rurik didn't understand the situation at all. It seemed that the camp was besieged by the enemy. Thinking of this At the same time, he also felt a little worried about his situation.
"Liu Li, Liu Li, you were named Rurik as a person who wants to do great things, but you can't be killed just two days after leaving the fjord. The Finns will hack them to death..."
Rurik couldn't help but think wildly. Through the thin animal skin of the tent, he heard the voice of his cousin Arik outside.
“Mother, you don’t have to go to war. Only a few people came, and I really couldn’t imagine whether those Finns were brave or stupid. ”
“Did you see clearly that he was a Finn? How is your wife doing? As a man, you must protect your woman first. ”
“Peravina is safe. Mother, where is Rurik? "
"He's in the tent. "
Hearing his name being called, Rurik immediately got out his little head and looked at his brother Arik with a dull face: "Isn't it something dangerous? Besides the Danes, there are those fools who dare to attack us. ”
"There are some stupid Finns, my brother." Arik smiled, "You are too young and should not participate in the battle. The rest is time for real men, watch us kill all those attackers Eliminate."